Chapter Seventy-One: Sister Ying'er
When the Xuanbing Pavilion arrived, everyone stopped playing and joking, and walked down from the cloud car one by one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info among them, including the disciple who drove the cloud car. Zhuo Buqun had already greeted him and asked him to rest in the Xuanbing Pavilion tonight, so that he could send Wang Luochen to the Recruitment Hall in time early tomorrow morning.
Wang Luochen didn't get started for a day, and he couldn't let go of it in his heart. Therefore, he left a cloud car to listen to, so as not to have to be summoned temporarily when using the car tomorrow morning, which caused a lot of trouble and wasted a lot of time.
As the first person in martial arts among the "no" generation, his words were of course very effective, how dare that disciple disobey? Therefore, he parked the cloud chariot in the small square in front of his Xuanbing Pavilion and walked down with them.
Everyone got out of the cloud car, and under the leadership of Zhuo Buqun, they walked towards the Xuanbing Pavilion, feeling that the chill in the air around them was a little thicker.
Surrounded by this cold, Mo Ke and a few of them have practiced kung fu, after all, they all have a thick body foundation and carry the cold. But a tabula rasa like Wang Luochen, who has almost no foundation at all, is a little unbearable.
Although his physical toughness and ability to resist blows have been enhanced, he has no ability to resist the power of nature, such as severe cold and heat. Therefore, although I said that I would no longer say half of the word "cold" just now, when I was really in this cold environment, my expression and posture were still unbearable cold, which made everyone feel distressed when I saw it.
"Ying'er, Ying'er, Master is back, you get up quickly and bring a robe for your Senior Brother Wang. Zhuo Buqun couldn't bear to see him shivering from the cold, and there was still some distance from the Xuanbing Pavilion, so he asked someone to bring him clothes.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slurred female voice full of sleepiness come from a room on the left side of the pavilion: "Master, come back when you come back, what are you yelling about? They have long since fallen asleep. Really, disturbing people's dreams, how can you bear it?"
When Wang Luochen heard this, this should be so powerful, even a master like himself dared to complain. Isn't she afraid of her master's punishment?
Who knows, after listening to her complaints, Zhuo Buqun said with a smile: "You girl, I am usually too good to you, I can't bear to be a ruthless master, otherwise why would you be so tired?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wide main entrance of Xuanbing Pavilion was opened by the man from the inside, and then, with a "whew", a ball of clothes was thrown out of it and landed on Wang Luochen's chest, startling Wang Luochen.
"You ......" Wang Luochen was just about to have a seizure, when he saw a white figure with a short head at the door, and the figure suddenly appeared silently, like a ghost, scaring him so much that he swallowed everything he wanted to say back into his stomach.
"Master, I've got my clothes, I'm fine, I'm going back to sleep, don't call me if it's okay." As he spoke, the white shadow scratched his scalp with his fingers like crazy, and with a snort, he flashed.
"Uncle, I didn't expect that Ying'er and my sister are so old. It's just that this character is still so cute. Ha ha. As soon as the figure disappeared, Mo Ke couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.
He laughed, Zhuo Buqun just wanted to say something, but the figure jumped back with a "whoosh", and while rushing towards Mo Ke, he said loudly: "Fat brother, are you back?"
Her speed was extremely fast, a distance of more than ten meters, and before she finished speaking, the person had already arrived in front of Mo Ke and felt in the pocket on his body.
Feelings, she is a foodie, and when she thinks of delicious food, she is energetic, and what is sleepy or not sleepy is gone.
"Haha, junior sister, don't flip, don't flip, senior brother escaped from the world this time, and he didn't bring anything. Next time, next time, haha, next time Senior Brother goes out again, I will definitely bring you something delicious. ”
Looking at her appearance, she is also twelve or thirteen years old, although she is underage, but she is not a young and ignorant child after all.
In view of the difference between men and women, her little hand groped around Mo Ke's body, which suddenly made Mo Ke also at a loss. He vigorously covered his pockets and explained to her, and made a promise to give it next time.
"Ying'er, don't be rude. How old are you, and you still think you're a little girl of seven or eight years old, and you behave so indifferently?"
Zhuo Buqun saw that her behavior was a little out of shape on the side, and he couldn't help but reprimand her.
"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, in my heart, my sister will always be the little gluttonous cat who follows me and asks for candy. Mo said ridiculously that he didn't mind.
The white figure also pulled a handful of his hair, revealing a fair and immature beautiful face, and said with a smile: "That's it, my fat senior brother doesn't mind, what are you old man calling for?" ”
"You, alas, are really naughty, why don't you hurry up and meet your senior brothers and sisters?
"Senior brother, senior sister, you are here. You are all with Senior Brother Mo, and you are all my good senior brothers, good senior sisters. You don't have to be polite to me, come, please inside, please inside. ”
This time his words worked, the white shadow didn't say anything more, let go of Mo Ke, came over directly and grabbed Wang Luochen and a few of them's arms, and pulled them into the Xuanbing Pavilion.
She pulled and pulled like this, but it was very uncomfortable, and Wang Luochen and the three of them couldn't help frowning.
"Haha, junior brother and sister, this is our little junior sister, Zhuo Ying'er, the daughter of Uncle Zhuo. Since she's so enthusiastic, let's go in with her. Mo saw that she came to pull them, afraid that they would be disgusted, so he quickly introduced her identity to them.
As soon as he introduced it like this, Wang Luochen and the others realized that although this white shadow was commensurate with Zhuo Buqun as a master and apprentice, he was actually the daughter of Zhuo Shibo. I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart, no wonder I dared to speak like that in front of Master Zhuo. In front of a loving father, the pampered little daughter is generally taboo-free.
Everyone understood this, and they were relieved, and they didn't mind anything anymore, and followed her into the Xuanbing Pavilion.
Walking into the Xuanbing Pavilion, the cold air was even stronger. Wang Luochen hurriedly put on the robe that Zhuo Ying'er threw at him.
"No wonder it's so cold here, it turns out that this Xuanbing Pavilion of Shibo is really as its name suggests, and the entire attic is built with thousand-year-old Xuanbing Ice. ”
Wu Mengxue entered the living room of the Xuanbing Pavilion, and carefully looked at the ceiling, walls, and ground of the Xuanbing Pavilion with the help of the ice chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and sighed after confirming that these were all thousand-year-old Xuanbing.
For Wu Mengxue's exclamation, Zhuo Yinger frowned, and said with a sad face: "Senior sister, not only these, but also the furniture." My master is simply a martial arts idiot who practices martial arts, and in order to condense his cold ice yuan power from time to time, he has turned this place into a big ice storehouse. It's so damn that no one else dares to live here, and I don't have anyone to play with, which is really hateful. ”
"Haha, little junior sister, don't worry, from now on, there will be someone to play with you. Mo Ke said with a smile.
"Really? Who?" I heard that someone was playing with me, and Zhuo Yinger came to the spirit.